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Smother
03:54
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Here's to us better placing blame, cos now "you're capable of change"
I've seen it all before. I've heard it all before
And Whilst you've been wearing out my name in places certified for heaven, know you're never quite getting close.
I've been waiting on those better days, its quite common place, whilst saving face - if you care to know.
Car crash fevers kept me down and alone
Where I'm picking up the pieces after all.
So tear me down - I'm still hanging on your wall
What keeps your cold heart beating after all?
I found sins in a city with no name but now I can't forget the taste.
It's nothing personal, it's nothing personal.
And whilst you've been swearing on your faith in places certified for heaven, know you're never quite getting close.
I've been waiting on those better days, its quite common place, whilst saving face - if you care to know.
(Draw the line and dig the grave)
Contemplating if my worst mistakes, made the best of the dark in a safe place known.
Would you mind if I swam inside your shallow eyes? Drown in mine.
Forgive me, Bleeding out redemption's just to swim those shallow eyes, One last time.
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Still Suffer
03:47
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These days, I'm of the opinion I'm never lonely when I'm all alone.
Don't say you get what you're given those bridges were burned so long, long ago
When All my friends crossed hearts crossed fingers, and all my friends got bad rain city blues. I'd curse their names before I'd think of you.
I still need the lights down, While you wear me out, (don't you make a sound) and I mean it, You're only here till you come around. Come, come around.
Some place, you're one in a million
But you're just as lonely when you're not alone.
I was doing just fine without you, but you never let me go with your teeth inside my throat. Still suffer well on my own now.
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Through The Night
03:58
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She said ''I don't want to go and leave these tired bones the vision in your head''.
Your well rehearsed I'm unprepared you hate it and I'll just let you down again.
So pace yourself on me, and darling don't you make a scene.
Whatever gets you through the night
Won't show you how to be whole again.
Whatever gets you through the night just close your eyes and be whole.
Words won't stop the swelling on their own, so break these tired bones - now there's a vision for your head
You're at your worst, when I'm at my best and you hate it. And I'll just let you down again.
And in the middle of the night when you're conscience came calling we burned alive in your car.
Whatever gets you through the night. Hope it keeps you warm. Hope it keeps you warm.
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Caustic Soul
04:20
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Burn it down and read between the lines
What I know won't hurt but the thought just might, And You'll grow into these mistakes in time cos it's been a while since you've lost your mind.
Never say never til you've caught your death youve got your best foot forward but your looking back and it's not so easy I know, But just incase you make it home, I'll be waiting with the light on, dear heavy heart.
Miserable, caustic soul,
Nothing ever makes you feel comfortable but I do, but I do.
Strike a match and burn what's left of mine cos your far removed from the killing kind
When the air leaves both your lungs and you can't keep holding on, will you still feel the same way?
Let's shed our skins and move onto better things, I'm only dragging you down. We'll meet again in summer rain and just pretend it's all the same. You know it is. I'm always dragging you down
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Nervous Wreck
04:18
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You're dead to me, and I'm dead to the world, so take me as gospel or I'm unheard. Cos I can't sleep, it's been two weeks these fucking ghosts still haunt my dreams they know me best, a nervous wreck, finger on the trigger and its pointed at my chest.
It only hurts because it's personal
It's never real unless it's calling out your name,
And I've been waiting in the lonely night, under darkened skies
For a world that never came
It's me again, and I'm still breathing.
Hanging around on your every word
And I can't dream or even speak these fucking ghosts won't hold their peace.
We'll stay as good as gold, till blue and cold.
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The Overcast Stoke On Trent, UK
Clay City Emo Punk
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